Eyes the Color of Vintage

in Blockchain Poets3 years ago


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It was psychedelic mysticism learned in secret laboratories somewhere in the city of night.
And we used to
Walk those streets side by side. The promised kisses on the horizon. Just out of reach beyond the tension.
another song and dance
two to tango
Then
Bam
Wham
Neon ghost time

We'll run into a crystalline pool in the tropical heat with the moon shining overhead looking pretty with her radiance upon our temple. and your eyes glowing in the night.

"Truth or dare?"

"Mmmm...truth."

"Have you ever...?"

"Yes, yes I have!"

The spheres coalesce in high orbit. A receptor to listen to the alien other beaming sweet seductions from afar. We wrote poetry then learned to dance. Painted a Celtic knot. Beneath the bright lights, arcade colors vibrant as we cruised down careless sidewalks, sushi joints, and secret paths through the wood, and the trees where I kissed your hand...

Now here we are in this war. Did you expect such a battle? Isn't it so strange, and so blissful to feel the call of the unknown? Those lysergic realms few of us ever visit. The simple foods. The silken graces. The comforting touch of one's hand. All things that love blooms.

let's get naughty, shall we? let's travel back to womb beginnings. back to the time in embryo form we recapitulated the evolution of the species. from unicellular lifeform to more complex bio-systems slithering in the amniotic fluid. then branching off in complexity, shark brain, squirrel brain, lion brain... genetic memories coalescing into steps, all files are yours to retrieve, evolution in fast-forward as we sense the energies radiating and electrifying our liquid understanding, coalescing and separating, grow and evolve, feeding through placental bliss. the immaculate conception, expelled from the garden and into the light! oh the light!

childhood, young adulthood, adulthood, old age

"Truth or dare?"

"Dare!"

"Ok then, let me see..."

"No!"

"Come on. Just a little."

"Oh stop it, you dirty old man. Heh!"

moments from an alternate timeline. as we stand on the corner all hipster-eyed and think back to those time before it all came to a screeching halt. we touched fingers in the middle of the street. aching to synchronize to say yes my wild flower.

the city, she's beautiful beneath a certain slant of light. and your hair looks lovely.

"What is this strange world you inhabit?"

the universe next door
a grain of sand and the wildflower
Antipodes of the collective mind
Across the bay
The bonfires burning bright.


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I don't Want to Set the World on Fire by the Inkspots

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the city, she's beautiful beneath a certain slant of light. and your hair looks lovely.

I loved your post and I was struck by that phrase, for a moment as I was reading I was imagining myself there, thanks for sharing.

Thank you! I'm happy you enjoyed it!

Now here we are in this war.
We are worry about war, world war today

I hope peace comes soon. :)

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Those lysergic realms few of us ever visit. The simple foods. The silken graces. The comforting touch of one's hand. All things that love blooms.

Wow! Your words really resonated deep within. Very few of us indeed ever are blessed with the chance to experience these realms. Thank you so much and I hope to read more of your work!